Luyện nghe bài hát Simba

Straight out The and I made it,
a villian I'm hated
I gillin, I ate it though
Fien'n to inflatable, That's undebatable (ugh)
I'm givin food for thought, the flow is cater yo
I'm faded though,
Haters wanna see me broke, but me and the doe hoe!
It's like my son, where I go, he come!
niggas dumb to be braggin bout that stupid
Nah I stunt on niggas, I show'em how to do this shit
I'm somethin like the light-skin version of the very same that The Virgin Mary raised
word to everything!
nigga a scary game but I'm playin
You sucka nigga lie in everything ya sayin
Shame on ya'll, you ball with the game on pause
Ay nigga the thing on ya'll, ya'll stain ya'll draws
fuck you niggas, but ain't raw dog
I got protection, lethal weapons, and they aim on
I'm like the man on mars; I'm high as
Watch me like I exhale I excel in this rap shit,
ya'll spittin that wack shit
And every nigga suddenly be rappin bout that shit
So while you copy cat the cats who made classics
I just massacre the streets, I'm a of the beats and the rhymes
I'm rappin for the freaks and the dimes and shine like a diamond,
You shine like a dime
That's to my mom
I don't mind if you hate
Just know you on that nigga, nigga get it straight
I'm hungry like ain't shit up on my dinner plate
The kind a flow that a nigga hyper-ventilate (ugh)
See let me demonstrate, I grew up with nothin, it hurt me to see my mother
The only a nigga ever seen around was Huckstable
And so the flow is something you can't get no muzzel for
how the buzzer grow,
Ballin til the buzzer
Man I'm hungry, does it
Ain't nothin funny, fuck a joke I'm gettin money til my pockets a tummy tuck
I hope you niggas now, impermanentely
you to hell, you meet the devil, sign a permanent lease
Word on the streets is I'm the nigga, check the splenda
And I can't wait to be the King, young simba!
Word on the streets is I'm the Prince nigga, check the
And I wait to be the king, nigga: young simba!